Did You Really Save Me

Chapter Twenty Three

Max POV

As he and his group started to get closer I start walking backwards, every step they take closer I take a step back. He motions his group to go after me, I turn around and make a run for the doors, the Article members start calling my name as I run but I ignore them only focusing on getting out of the shops.

As I make past an alley I start to slow down but that was one of the biggest mistakes I made. As I made it past the entrance I was grabbed, a hand over my mouth and an arm on my waist. The person dragged me back and slammed me into the wall, my groan of pain was muffled by the hand on my mouth. Soon enough the group emerged out from the shadows and I was terrified. He was the one person I didn't want to see ever again in my life. He was the one who made my life hell and was the only one who could strike fear in me, he was my father.

My father looked me directly in the eyes and smiled wickedly, he was a true psychopath. I knew I was doomed if he dragged me back home, I had to fight for my freedom and that is exactly what I was going to do. I bit down hard on the hand that was covering my mouth and kneed him in the gut as hard as I could, once they hunched over I elbowed them in the back of their head and knocked them out.

My father was surprised at my actions but smiled unpleasantly at me. His group of men came at me and soon I had managed to knock them out but had been bruised and cut while doing so. Now it was just me and my father, I picked up a knife that one of his goons had dropped when fighting me. He pulled out his own knife and I froze in place when I saw it. He smiled and brought it up in front of his face as if to inspect it. "Ahh, glad you didn't forget his beauty." He smiled wickedly at me, "I'm going to make you never forget what this knife is capable of, son." The way he said son made chills rush all over my body.

Soon we were in a full-on fight. I managed to land a few hits on him which I was proud of but he overpowered me quickly. Soon I was pinned to the ground with him sitting on my stomach twisting the blade around in his hand as he looked down to me. I knew what to come next, it was nothing new to me. A few of his goons had woken up and grabbed my arms and dragged me up against the wall and pinned my arms against it and shoved a piece of cloth in my mouth to keep me silent.